The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1887-09-23
JACKSON, OHIO, FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER %. 1887.
REUNION POEM.
READ BY JUDGE LONGBON.
LOYAL AND TRUE,

Dear comrades and brothers, our watchword to-day
Is Union and Freedom, forever and aye;
By the flag of our fathers, we've solemnly sworn
To keep it unsulied, though tattered and torn:
Then comrades and brothers, be loyal and true,
And stand by colors, the red, white and blue.
From the sands of the West, to the Orient shore,
Our comrades are scattered, to meet us no more;
Their greeting we miss, and their absence regret,
But lingering memory cannot forget
The volunteer veteran, loyal and true,
Who stood by his colors, the red, white and blue.
When Wars desolation swept over the land,
And each for his country was summoned to stand,
Each man was hero, and offered his life,
That freedom might win in the perilous strife;
Then comrades, you proved to be loyal and true,
To the and its colors the red white and blue.
The Nation is singing its jubilee song,
And millions of freemen, numberless throng,
Salute the "Grand Army that gallantly bore
Its banners until the death-struggle was DER,
Till 'sons of the Veterans" loyal and true,
Shall carry their colors the red, white and blue.
Brave sons of the nation, in perious hour,
Should traitors aspire to position and power,
The voice of your comrades shall cry from the DUST
ION, on to the rescue, ,''"Be loyal and true,''.
And stand by your colors, the red white and bue.'
Defending your banners, with saber and shell
You silenced the enemy's murderous yell,
And uttered in triumph, a tender goodbye
To the comrade whose fate was to suffer and die
That others might live to be loyal and true,
And stand by their colors, the red white and blue
Z.
Our bugles are silent, our marches are o'er,
We list to the call of our leaders no more,
Whose valor and courage defeated the foe,
And rescued our land from secession and woe
Salute these old heroes, who loyal and true,
Defended their colors, the red, white and blue.
Disunion! oh God, that man of our race
Should revel in treason, and live in disgrace;
That traitors should meet with welcome at last,
Without a remorse for their crimes of the past,
While others more faithful, were loyal and true,
And died for their coors, the red, white and blue
oh banner of freedom! in sunshine and rain,
Believed and Baptized with the blood of the slain,
Beholding thy colors, our bosoms shall swell,
With pity for cowards who faltered and fell,
With joy for the heroes, who loyal and true,
Defended their colors, the red, white and blue
Remember the brave who were true to their trust;
Pile marble and monument over their dust;
The marble shall speak, and the monument sing.
And comrades their beautiful flowers shall bring
To strew DER the graves of she loyal and true.
Who stood by their coors, the red, white and blue.
From skyward and seaward, the wind and the wave
Shall murmur a dirge at the patriots grave,
And woman's devotion in silence shall tell
The sorrowful sigh of parting farewell,
Attesting her love for the loyal and true,
Who fought for their coors, the red white and blue
Eternity catches the solemn refrain
And murmurs ITS vanishing echoes in vain
To the sumbering dead that assemble no more
On the dangerous brink of the desolate shore
To share the success of the loyal and true,
And die for their colors, the red, white and blue.
oh Heaven ! forbid that the perlous Past
Ger the Future its darkening shadow should cast.
Or morbid Indifference lessen our pride
In the soldier and patriot, trusted and tried
Who living or dying, was loyal and true,
And bled for his colors, the red, white and blue.
Bring garlands of roses and wreaths for the slain
Who sleep their last sumber mountain and plain
tear for the comrade who died in your stead
kiss for the maid he had promised to wed,
A cheer and crown for the loyal and true,
Who died for their colors, the red white and blue
While Spring with her shall hallow his mold,
While the angel of Peare shall his spirit enfold,
While flowers in beauty shall blossom and bloom,
While Love and Affection shall weep at his tomb,
Praise God for the pa triot, loyal and true,
Who fought, bed, died. for the red white and blue